The butcher, puzzled by this request, informs the man that they don"t sell what"s what.
So the man leaves, only to come back the next day and ask for the same.
The butcher, in a light hearted mood thinks the man is pulling his leg, so he chuckles lightly and informs the man that they do not sell what"s what and sends the man on his way once again.
The next day the man returns, more determined than ever, and asks for a pound of what"s what.
The butcher is infuriated. "Stop wasting my time and your own - I"ve told you before we don"t sell what"s what, nor have we ever heard of it!" bellows the Butcher.
"What"s that then?" the man says quickly, pointing at a random selection of meat.
"What"s what?" the butcher replies.
The man answers,
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